"Letters to Eliza" is a tale of love. Letter No. 15

Eliza,
How can I tell you that all the most beautiful music in the world is dedicated to you? From the rustle of leaves and the tremor of spring water to the singing of birds in the hour before dawn, from the simplest chords with which a trembling child's hand disturbs the silence of the dusty classroom, to the intricate interlacing of fingers under the enthusiastic glances of a sophisticated audience - all this is yours. These sounds celebrate your eternal youth, timeless, they are always new and beautiful, expected and constant. Just like you ... Just like your beauty, music does not need translators, it is always understandable, it is not difficult for it to penetrate any heart. Therefore, I declare my love to you with musical poems. Remember that cold December morning when an unfamiliar boy rang at your door and handed you an old plate in exchange for a few coins, which you sadly poured into his thin palm? Do you remember how you listened with bated breath to music that was so familiar and new at the same time? The old turntable bounced on every scratch, and only one melody was untouched by time. You listened to it dozens of times, as if you knew that it belongs to you alone. Whispered in my ear to Beethoven, disturbing more than one soul, mysteriously renamed, it is yours, known to the whole world under the name "To Eliza"

Anastasia Volkhovskaya